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When Summer starts her transitory reign, 
King Sun, her beau, has steadily ascended, 
brightening a sky that, for a time, 
shall be his lovely mistress’ domain. 

He reaches out his welcoming warm rays 
across the span of Summer’s first official day, 
lengthening them just as far as he is allowed 
so he may well receive his paramour, 
enveloping her in the fullest of his golden grand embraces. 

But when night descends, Sun’s power wanes. 
His wife, a goddess, the fair and steadfast Luna, 
arrives to spell her king, 
along with her attendants, a  host of radiant stars. 
Meanwhile, Mistress Summer softly slumbers, 
faintly breathing out the warmth that Sun has wrapped her in. 
So even in the dark’s coolness, she prevails. 

In the dewy dawn, when she awakes, 
Summer sees the beauty of her lover’s light and eagerly, 
she spurs her King Sun on.  
No two were ever so well-matched as these, 
for both heat up the days with their consuming ardor 
till the time of the equinox 
when Summer is exiled for nine months, 
to have her rebirth in the following year.  

And year after year, for what could be eternity, 
Sun bides his time, for he has many lovers. . . 
But as lovers go, 
it’s Summer who’s most expert at inciting the passion in his soul.

by andrea dietrich/ Motif is nature. Also romance
For the Impress Me Contest III of Giorgio V.

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